As much as I love this blog, what I really want to do is write the next great American novel (yeah, thinking small haha). So I’m putting this blog on hiatus until I complete the novel.
The book is about heartbreak, an audacious plan, and a year of heaven and hell.
I’m 100 pages in and hope to finish it by 2027.
For inspiration, here is Steve Jobs as he was managing a struggle company ๏ฃฟ in the 90’s talking about saying “no” to most of the things you want to do and narrowing your focus to what natters most. And it worked! I dig it.
I’m dropping music for now too. My killer album will have to wait until after the novel too. ๐คฆ๐ปโโ๏ธ
I always liked the song Beautiful Day for its optimism and presence.
It’s a beautiful day. Don’t let it get away.
Sure, that’s the obvious takeaway and a great reminder that every day counts.
But the last part of the song has been inspiring me even more as I dig into a scary new skill, which I hope is the right kind of difficult for me: playing, singing, and eventually writing my own songs. ๐ฑ
I do not have a good track record here so far.
I have spent most of my life as the kind of guy who could play Stairway to Heaven on guitar and be done with it. “I’m a guitarist.” ๐คท๐ปโโ๏ธ Then I recorded a cover with a friend and built up some confidence.
What I really want is to do find my own voice. Literally.
Despite never considering myself a singer (and consistently receiving negative feedback whenever I have tried ๐) I am jumping into singing with the help of an expert music teacher who always sees the best possibilities.
And that’s half the journey.
Touch me, take me to that other place Reach me, I know I’m not a hopeless case
Which brings me to the best part of Beautiful Day: the last bit, the part about forgetting what you don’t have now and feeling your way, somehow, into the new.
What you don’t have, you don’t need it now What you don’t know, you can feel it somehow
In one of our regular before-school conversations at Mozart’s Coffee, my daughter and I were talking Instagram.
I told her I keep pretty high standards on what I post. “Each post has to be unique and interesting – something nobody has seen before, and preferable well-composed.”
My daughter, who is 17 and posts anime edits regularly, caught onto a hint of perfectionism creeping in and encouraged me to post more often and just archive what I don’t love.
My daughter finds the best shows to watch. She introduced me to the amazing Avatar series. More recently we’re watching Neon Genesis Evangelion, a post-apocalyptic anime series from the 1990’s. ๐คฉ
One thing jumped out to me in episode 17. The cool guy Kaji, who seemed like just a shallow “player” type, introduced his friend Shinji to his secret watermelon garden.
It’s my hobby. Donโt tell anybody, okay?
Shinji was feeling down at the time, and Kaji was trying to lift him up.
Itโs great to make something. To grow something. You notice things and figure stuff out. Things you enjoy, for example
Shinji was’t super receptive at the time, but I knew exactly what Kaji was talking about, having experimented with gardening some myself in my tiny urban plot.
Right now I’m eating a few bell peppers, tomatoes, jalapeรฑos, and strawberries from my tiny garden. The pesky birds and squirrels have caught on and are usually getting to the good stuff before I do. ๐ญ
Still, I don’t mind feeding the wildlife. I just like to grow stuff. ๐คท๐ปโโ๏ธ